I admit,
I accept that I fought the war,
Without mercy,
But, oh darling,
It was you who called for it.And now,
It's still you who's behind
the Red - Royal Curtains,
hiding yourself from you,
blaming I'm ruthless, while I stood
with the Blood - Dipping Sword..Oh darling,
I admit that I burnt
the whole forest down,
But it was you, who
gave me the Matchstick...I'll accept darling,
Will you?You scare to even think of it,
Don't you?
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The Lost Chunk Of Myocardium
PoetryThe feeling all of us felt...but never expressed...just like the lost chunk of our heart muscles (Myocardium)